I am running upon the dark Dropping little crumbs behind So that I can always go back home I won’t go back, I won’t go back again The Big Ben is tolling the end I see a pig picking up bread Hit the head hard He can throw up, but We can’t go back We can’t go back again There’s no way I'm lost Blue bird's algorithm Hit the head hard He can throw up, but We can’t go back We can’t go back then, Dance ------ Source: genie Romanised by JHnimm